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Darkly lit room, strong sense of doom
Present in hazy nightclubs
Words I can't hear, smell of stale beer
And a few friends enjoying
Laughs over spills, a lack of pills
All the same songs we heard last week
You stagger by, catching my eye
And it's clear you're too friendly
Grabbing a drink, ask what I think
About this clueless DJ
I made a new friend last night
She seems to like me very much

We carry on, not very long
Till you decide on being
Open and shrill, out for the thrill
All joy in life is fleeting
So you pull close, unknown to those
Who tend to talk amongst themselves
Speaking in lies, a little thigh
That you just happened to show
Adamant still, in for the kill
You won't be going home alone
We went back to her house that night
She seems to like me very much

But if you believe me
This could be something that's not sleazy
This could be something sweet and easy
This could be better than before

Now I'm liking my chances
The party's in full swing
Till you go walking through the door
With your brand new boyfriend
It turns out that very night
She doesn't like me all that much

But if you believe me
This could be something that's not sleazy
This could be something sweet and easy
This could be better than before
I fell in love at the wrong time
Whispering sweet nothings in my ear
All of those words I long to hear
This could be better than before

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Jimmy Richards Glasgow, UK

Jimmy Richards is a musician, writer and vlogger from Glasgow, Scotland. He likes tea, beer and baked goods. He dislikes capitalism, modern horror films and the works of Ben Stiller.

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